Paroles et traduction Café Quijano - Mexicana

Mexicana

Mientras hago
La mudanza de las cosas de mi vida
Aparece tu libreta, es la misma
Que llenaste de dibujos y poemas
Con tu firma

Una lágrima se escapa cuando pienso en el momento
En que dijimos hasta pronto
Y en aquel último beso (aquel beso)
Y sonrío cuando pienso
Que no sé qué es lo siento
Si es nostalgia o me miento cuando creo que es recuerdo

No te olvido mexicana
Hoy te extraño tanto mexicana

Tal vez no sea nostalgia
Es amor con un después
Quizás sea el destino que se empeña en sorprender
Quién sabe lo que esconde esa libreta del ayer
Quién dice que no es fácil encontrarnos otra vez

Te imagino en ese instante
En el que estamos frente a frente
Esperando a que te acerques
Siempre fuiste más valiente
Y caminas y te acercas
Y ni hablas, sólo besas
Y me juras que esperabas mi llegada (mi llegada)

No te olvido mexicana
Hoy te extraño tanto mexicana

Tal vez no sea nostalgia
Es amor con un después
Quizás sea el destino que se empeña en sorprender
Quién sabe lo que esconde esa libreta del ayer
Quién dice que no es fácil encontrarnos otra vez

Tal vez no sea nostalgia
Es amor con un después
Quizás sea el destino que se empeña en sorprender
Quién sabe lo que esconde esa libreta del ayer
Quién dice que no es fácil encontrarnos otra vez

Mexicana

As I
Pack up the belongings of my life
Your notebook appears, it's the same one
That you filled with drawings and poems
With your signature

A tear escapes when I think of the moment
In which we said see you later
And that last kiss (that kiss)
And I smile when I think
That I don't know what I feel
If it's nostalgia or if I'm lying to myself when I believe it's a memory

I won't forget you, Mexicana
Today I miss you so much, Mexicana

Maybe it's not nostalgia
It's love with an after
Perhaps it's destiny that insists on surprising me
Who knows what that notebook from yesterday hides
Who says it's not easy to find each other again

I imagine you in that moment
In which we are face to face
Waiting for you to approach
You were always braver
And you walk and approach
And you don't speak, you just kiss
And you swear to me that you were waiting for me to arrive (for me to arrive)

I won't forget you, Mexicana
Today I miss you so much, Mexicana

Maybe it's not nostalgia
It's love with an after
Perhaps it's destiny that insists on surprising me
Who knows what that notebook from yesterday hides
Who says it's not easy to find each other again

Maybe it's not nostalgia
It's love with an after
Perhaps it's destiny that insists on surprising me
Who knows what that notebook from yesterday hides
Who says it's not easy to find each other again